Saturday, July 25, 2009

happy birthday angie!



again, i'm a couple days late on this post. on july 23rd, angie was born into the world.

now, when i met angie, she was not a doctor. she had been dreaming about being a surgeon since she was 10 years old.

when i met her, we were both green college freshman. i remember meeting her and thinking that she might be a great friend...but she had a roommate that she liked so i didn't think there was a shot.

very early in freshman year, we put together a list of random/goofy things we wanted to do before we graduated---that is when i knew we really would be good friends!





there were lots of memories from college...lots of studying, racketball, intramural football, and chapels.

we were able to go on double dates, travel to different countries, and attend friends' weddings.

we definitely had some rocky moments, but i do believe it has made our friendship much stronger.




angie has persued her dreams passionately and with diligence. she is becoming a remarkable surgeon---her skill sets will benefit thousands of people in the future. in writing that, i must say that i am sure she is impacting lives now as well. we discuss the role that bedside manner has and the responsibility that we have in caring for our patients beyond the physicial aspect.





i'm so thankful for my friend. i wish we didn't live a plane ride away...but i'm thankful for the memories that we continue to make. hopefully next year we'll be at the top of kilimanjaro together!
i love you angie and i'm so thankful for you! happy belated birthday!

(sorry, i don't have many pictures from college on my computer---you are missing some classics!)


below are the "top 10 events" of our college experience...some of them might seem lame to you...goodness knows we did more fun things than listed, but some of these are "friendship defining events"
Top 10 Events of Heather & Angie's Taylor Friendship
- mud wrestling labor day weekend freshman year
- walking to Handy Andy and getting ice cream
- spring break in Europe (Angie's chest getting grabbed in Prague)
- Valentine's date junior year
- talking on the phone after her summer in India
- pictures in the snow Christmas 2000
- Physics class and talking through lectures
- being lost in Washington DC together (Les Miserables!!!)
-intramural football
- spending time with Stauffer's and talks together at their house
- fighting for a month junior year

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

cancer..shmancer

so, if you haven't heard...the U.S. news and world report just came out with its list of America's Best Hospitals. I personally look at it as more of an advertisement, but MD Anderson soaks it up---and totes it all around town. I'm guessing other hospitals do too, but I have never worked there so i don't know.

so....[drum roll....]

MD Anderson is the #1 cancer hospital in the nation! [gasp, cheer, wow]



U.S.News & World Report again names The University of Texas M. D. Anderson Cancer Center the nation’s number one hospital for cancer care.

90,000 patients entrusting us with their care each year
17,000 employees fighting cancer every day
5,990 students seeking to be a part of the cure
1,450 doctors and scientists leading the way
1,300 volunteers lending a hand
41st in Endocrine Disorders
23rd in Digestive Disorders
13th in Pediatric Cancer
12th in Gynecology
9th in Urology
2nd in Ear, Nose and Throat
#1 in cancer care. Again.


that is the campaign that they are running now...it had good graphics, but i can't get them to transfer. they are interesting statistics.

all i can say is, we have our problems like any large organization does...but i'm still glad that i have had the opportunity to work here. also note the digestive disorders is 23rd...that is my department. that one is pretty cool since we only focus on cancer diagnoses!

Monday, July 20, 2009

2 people, 1 incredible day

July 18


now....if this were perfect, it would be the same year too. we will have to settle for a year apart. yiayia was born in 1917 and would have been 92 on saturday. the other person is nelson mandela. he was 91. they threw him a big bash...i just think it is cool to see who else was born on the same day. these are both examples of two people who made a big impact in our world. yiayia's might not be in the media, but i can testify that the STACK of letters after her death shows that she impacted many lives.
about mandela, he also has done amazing things. i honestly cannot imagine caring so passionately about something that i would be willing to spend 27 years in prison (on charges of sabatoge of all things)!
happy belated birthday mr. mandela....you are one good looking old man! happy belated birthday yiayia...we miss your simple joy!

Sunday, July 19, 2009

The following were listed in the Triathlete magazine...basically, you know you are are triathlete when.... (the ones in bold apply to me)

-Your bedtime is that of a preschooler
-Compression garments have made their way into your business attire
-You have no problem disrobing in public
-You have no problem spitting and blowing your nose without a handkerchief
-You are willing to tattoo a business logo onto your skin, permanently
-You know the weight of each bolt on your bike but can’t find the oil-measuring stick thingy foryour car
-You come back to work after vacation exhausted and needing more time off
-Laundry day is when you run out of workout clothes
-You plan your wedding for the winter to accommodate your race schedule and those of your guests
-You smell permanently of chlorine and your hair is tinged ever-so-slightly green
-You check youre e-mail/Twitter/Facebook account while wearing your cycling kit and a helmet
-Your breakfast, lunch and dinner consist of Clif/Power/Name-your-brand bars, all consumed while moving at a fast speed
-It only takes one beer and your quads go tingly
-Spandex isn’t tight enough
-Your bike on the roof rack doubles the price of your car
-You can use the word “fartlek” in a sentence without giggling
-You wear a wetsuit in the pool
-You sleep with a heart rate monitor on
-You have downloaded Powertap files while at a dinner party
-You’re either swimming, biking or running in your Facebook profile picture (sometimes!)
-You have no idea when your friend’s birthday is, but you can list her run splits from the last three races

i guess i have a ways to go until i'm actually a triathlete! no tattoo for me though!

weekend

well, my weekend has been quite uneventful, but definitely relaxing. it has been in the low 90's which has been a welcome reprieve from the heat! i've been reading like a maniac....this weekend 2 books....one about infertility and one about the current slave trade. both have been interesting but the slave trade one is fascinating and sobering. i've got a about 70 pages to go so i'm going to buckle down and finish it tonight.
oh, that we all would have a big vision for the world.

Saturday, July 18, 2009

randomness

sorry it has been so long...i'm blaming the delay on the heat zapping my brain of all function! i went to Michigan last weekend and it was in the 50's in the morning. it was great! i'm sure everyone there would like it a little warmer, but it was so refreshing for me!

check out this post on the bbc:

http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/uk_news/8157128.stm

it is about the 113 year old WWI vetran that just passed away. i love my cute old men! it is just crazy to think that the WWI generation is almost gone. i guess that is how life works, but it seems more real when you think about a major event---and the only way left to learn about it is through a text book....

popquiz...the death of what leader caused the beginning of WWI?!?!? don't cheat and look it up on google. oddly, this is one of the things that has stuck with me since high school american history!

Saturday, July 4, 2009

july 4th

happy independence day!

so far, i have celebrated the day by working on the inpatient service at the hospital and a 2 hour reverse triathlon workout (run, bike, swim). now i'm sitting in my filth typing...boy, i love america.

during my swim i was thinking about what we used to do as a family. dad's b-day is the 3rd, so many times we did the birthday/independence day combo. when we lived in jackson, mi we spent a lot of 4ths with my aunt rachel and uncle tom who lived outside south bend, indiana. it always was a lot of fun. there was that year that rachel tripped and dad's cake fell on the new carpet...that was funny!

i also had two holidays in the swamps of florida during high school. it would have been near the completion of the first 2 weeks of boot camp....(you think i'm kidding) and i was about ready to head to Europe (the 1st time) and Africa (2nd). at that point, you are pretty tired and you smell horrible...humidity, obstacle courses, and bucket bathes doesn't make one beautiful...Teen Missions did do it up big for the 4th though. we had watermelon, burgers, and hot dogs (you must finish everything you took) and of course fireworks across the pond. it was always fun. od course, it helped that you knew you were leaving soon as well!

college 4th of julys were primary about trying to work at st. joseph hospital so i could get double time and a half. 2.5x of not a whole lot is a little more and working holidays let me have more adventures during the school year so i gladly worked.

i honestly don't know what i did in grad school the first year...probably took an anatomy test and went to six flags. we'll say that was the plan since we did that quite a bit! the second year of grad school we went to the shore of lake michigan and watched the fireworks. i was in the middle of my ER rotation and it was intense!

this is now my second 4th in houston....crazy. i have been here nearly 2 years total. last year april, ryanne, and i went to the "fireworks over texas" show. i guess it is the biggest land based fireworks show in the country. it was fun...we walked there and on the way back we walked through the worst part of houston by mistake...oops. there was a lot of heckling and derogatory addresses....it makes a great memory though!

have a great day.

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

long post...you have been warned!

i have been in a CME frenzy recently. i don't have any problems getting continued education working at an academic facility....in fact, i think i have about a third of my hours for the next two year period and it just started! sometimes you feel like studying and reading...and sometimes you don't. sometimes it is the topic and occasionally it is just the frame of mind you are in. i have been reading a TON of books in the last couple months, but i hadn't been reading much medicine. i think i was a little burned out on the topic of cancer (which is what i usually hear or read).



just in the last couple days i just have enjoyed reading anything medical. today i was reading some of the journal of clinical oncology online to catch up on the "latest and greatest" there is to offer with colon, pancreatic cancer, etc. i usually peruse the other organ systems as well.



honestly, the sections i enjoy most are the palliative care articles (i.e. how to make people as comfortable as possible either during treatment or after treatment is not an option) and the section called "Art of Oncology". what this boils down to is that i'm not as mathmatically oriented as i thought i was...statistics are fine, but i can't think about them every day. sometimes it just matters what the person thinks and feels about treatment and life and less about what the numbers and clinical trials say. [clarification: we need clinical trials to guide our therapies but don't want the intangibles of treatment to be overlooked].



so, i stumbled on this article which i am going to copy in its entirety. it might be a little too detailed for some, but it does give a glimpse of what is involved in coming up with a plan for just one person. i hope this is how i am with patients. i know i am not this way in every instance, but it is definitely what i strive for. this is why i work in oncology.



Every Cancer Patient Needs Radiation Therapy!!

Benjamin W. Corn

From the Institute of Radiotherapy, Tel Aviv Medical Center, Tel Aviv, Israel.





The request for consultation is submitted. A 72-year-old retired engineer with renal cell carcinoma has back pain due to bone metastases in the thoracic vertebral bodies (T6-T10). The pain is refractory to opioid analgesics. The referring physician underscores that the patient received a course of spinal irradiation to this region 3 years ago and derived significant benefit. Our service is consulted to determine whether reirradiation to the same area is possible. The question has intriguing radiobiological consequences, and I send the resident physician to see the patient; she returns 3 hours later. She is beaming with pride. She has acquired a sense of scholarship about the patient and the disease. As she walkes into my office, there is a newfound swagger about her, and she is clearly anxious to disclose her findings to me. After providing a summary of the disease history, including a learned dissertation about the tartgeted therapies, which he did not respond to during the interval since diagnosis, she concludes with a piece of information that the other physicians have overlooked. It turns out that the patient has already been reirradiated to the thoracic spine as part of an experimental protocol at a neighboring hospital. Although the chart did not initially contain a summary of that second course of radiotherapy, she has since obtained the treatment records and portal images from the hospital down the road. Retreating is not an option since he has received the maximum allowable dose. As much as I consider myself a "treater", even I have my limits. I conclude that absent an institutional review board-approved protocol for re-reirradiation, I must decline to subject this older gentleman to the beam. In view of the dose-fractionation schedules employed and the volumes of tissue exposed, we resolve that we cannot introduce any more radiotherapy, even with an armamentarium at our disposal that includes the latest in therapies (eg, intensity-modulated radiation therapy, stereotactic body radiation therapy, and so on).



The time has come for me to meet the patient. Together, the resident and I cross the bridge that leads to the ward where the patient waits. This wing of the medical center has not yet been renovated, and it feels that we have stepped back into the hospital that time has forgotten. Just before we enter the room, the resident unleashes a volley of existential questions directed at me, her senior (supposedly more knownledgeable) mentor. "How can we help him maintain hope? How can despair be averted? Have we nothing to offer?!"



I am introduced as the attending physician. I, too, am anxious when I realize that there is no obvious oncologic intervention for me to recommend. Just as I am about to come up with some meaningless jargon, the resident again draws down on her instincts as healer.



She sits on the edge of the bed and engages the patient in conversation. By now, she has learned enough about his social history to carry out sophisticated small talk. Neither he nor she appears to notic me. In some way she has deftly managed to convey that we can not treat him. He is unphased and much more interested in keeping the dialogue alive. The patient then endeavors to bring me into the conversation. In addition to a very high intelligence quotient, he is endowed with large quantities of emotional intelligence. "Do you see what she has done?" he queries me as if I am the juniot trainee in need of didactic teaching. I am not given the opportunity to respond. Instead, he continues. "This budding cancer specialist, the exquisite young lady is gifted. She has managed to convey to me that there is nothing that can be actively pursued. But she has made it clear, and I believe her, that she will not abandon me. She has smothered me with her presence. She radiates love."



It is the latter statement that lingers within me. Suddenly, I realize that we can avail ourselves of another type of radiation therapy--one that has nothing to do with linear accelerators or heavy particles, but everything to do with being sincere. It is a radiation therapy that is not an outgrowth of an Ivy League education, but one that is borne of intense empathy. It is a form of therapy that can be practiced by senior faculty members and first-year trainees, nurses and hopsital orderlies, and caregivers and everybody's neighbors.



In writing this essay, I began with a title that was deliberately provocative and even bombastic. In concluding this piece, I believe that the title is actually understated. It is not just every cancer patient who needs this type of radiation therapy, it is every patient. In fact, it is every human being.



Journal of Clinical Oncology, Vol 27, No 13 (May 1), 2009: pp. 2288-2289